Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Sudan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing New York Dolls to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
The Misunderstood,
Josef K,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bob Dylan,
The Blues Magoos,
David McCallum,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Görl,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Swans,
Crime,
Simply Red,
Delta 5,
Essential Logic,
Joey Negro,
L. Decosne,
Ken Boothe,
Joy Division,
Jawbox,
The Standells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funky Four + One,
Underground Resistance,
The Victims,
Siglo XX,
Sound Behaviour,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fear,
Little Man,
Royal Trux,
Monks,
Nick Fraelich,
Bill Wells,
Tubeway Army,
Black Pus,
Wally Richardson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flipper,
The Count Five,
Aswad,
X-101,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Archie Shepp,
10cc,
DJ Sneak,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Robert Wyatt,
Eden Ahbez,
Rosa Yemen,
Nas,
JFA,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Mummies,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.